You gave me all the riches
Any man could ever dream of
And renewed them, again and again,
Still I ignored them
Took them for granted
Until I felt the pain;
Felt the cold wind blowing
The rain start to fall
And suffered over and over again,
The days all stacked up
Like cards in a pack
A never-ending strain;
But no matter how long
The black night endures
I will see it through,
The memory of the sunshine
The good times before it set
And the love I found wth you.
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Author:
Paul Gerard Reed (
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Comments3
Oh the strength in hope and memory! Love this 🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you again for your kind comments. Best wishes.
A reflection of not appreciating the love they already had, nicely expressed in this write
Easy to take things for granted and then pay later. I hope the black night passes. Well written verse, enjoyed. The emotion comes through to the reader. Well done.
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